E. F. Weisslitz

A Quote by E. F. Weisslitz on day and quiet


These bursting yellow pears I hold, In burning hands so lately cold, My quiet autumn day confound; I feel my fingers pressing round In quick delight - old thoughts renew . . . Ah, who's to say when summer's through?

E. F. Weisslitz

Contributed by: Zaady

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